• “I am broken.”
    “I am shattered.”
    “I am here no more.”

    Pieces of my life, my heart, and my love lay scattered across the floor.

    “I am dead!”
    “I am gone!”
    “I can’t stand it anymore!”

    I shout as I lay there, still against the floor.
    I can see pieces of my dreams, my hopes, and my beliefs shattered beneath my feet.
    They cut into me like thorns.

    “I am tired.”
    “I am hurt.”
    “I can’t think anymore.”

    I try once more.
    Rising to my knees.
    Spots of blood sprinkle out and can bee seen.

    “I am cut.”
    “I am wounded, right down the core!”
    “This pain, I don’t want to feel it anymore!”

    In pain I shout.
    But will my words ever get out?

    “I am shattered.”
    “I am broken.”
    “I will never be whole anymore.”

    I quietly sob, holding my body trying to get warm.
    The pain is too much as I fall flat against the floor.
    And as I lose consciousness I feel my darkness consume me.